My Christmas Romance (Short Story)

Chapter 1

"Chelsea! Did you file that paperwork?" Carla asked me.

Carla is my best friend. She might be crazy, but hey she's awesome..

"Um which one? The one with the crazy guy that wanted to sell is house for a million bucks or the one with the old lady from last week?" 

"Numero Doce! Please! Thanks!" She sang. 

"You know 'Doce' means 12 right?" I laughed.

"Yeah, Yeah, smarty pants! Anyway.."She started rambling on about how her weekend was.  

We were in the work office on the third floor in Marksville. Working full time selling houses is a busy job, but what can I say because I'm getting paid, and I'm still living alone. 

Fingers snapped in front of my face. "Hey! Are you listening to me?" She paused for a second. Then continued about some guy named Brandon. Carla was always the energetic type that ran around chasing after men. She likes guys for their looks, and ..well not so much the brain. 

I personally don't care about men right now because I'm focusing on my job. It's not so hard all you have to do is just omit men from your life. I mean the only hard thing is trying not to feel lonely on Christmas because no guy is there to say "Merry Christmas!" and kiss you, and all that other mushy gushy stuff.. 

"Yeah..." I wondered out loud letting out a sigh.

"Oh so you will? Hold up are you having fantasies already? You need to slow down girl! I mean I know I'm good at describing detail and all but gees." 

"What? What just happened?"

Oh Crap. 

"Okay! Okay! So you weren't listening. I figured. Haha. I was talking about Brandon Mitchell! He's cute, but ya know not really my type of person so I asked you if you wanted to go and see him." 

Okay I'm caught up now. 

Ah. Crap. I really don't want to do this. I know a while ago i seemed totally up for the idea, but I haven't dated anyone in a while. It's like I have to step back into the game. The dating world for girls is filled with:

Lip Gloss, make up, and all those other complicated really girly things. 

Which are all NOT me. I stick with jeans and a t-shirt. I only wear a power suit for work. 

That's it. 

"I'm gonna call him, and ask him!" Carla stated getting bubbly.

"Oh God. Please. Don't." My face fell into my hands.

"Oh Don't worry about it! It's fine! He's not that experienced in dating either! What? You thought I was gonna set you up with some rape-deprived stalker?"

"Knowing You. Yes." I stated flatly.

 "Hey! Don't underestimate my matching power! I am like the goddess of that kind of stuff." 

"Yeah. Okayy...." 

"Now! Gimme! Gimme your phone!" 

"what?" 

"Phone! I'm giving him your number!"

"No! I'm not giving a total stranger my phone number!"

"That's why I'm giving it to him!"

I looked at the clock in the room.

4:30. I'm finished for today. 

"I'm going home whether you like it or not. Tell that guy Brandon I said no."

"Yeah yeah! I know deep down on the inside you want to say yes!"

Do I really want to? ...no I'm not feeling it.  

"I'm leaving!" I said, and left the office heading towards my car. 

On the way home I though about how this Brandon guy might look. Someone who's okay with my random outbursts, loudness, unconfident, self. There are other things too. 

As I got home, I rushed into the shower. What? I love the feeling after taking a shower. 

So clean.

I sighed as the warm water beat and massaged my skin. Chirstmas was around the corner too. That's like second best to Valentine's Day.  

The doorbell rang. 

What? Who's here? What do they want from me? Ughh.. 

I stepped out of the shower, and changed to I could get to the door. 

By now the person was presing frantically pressing the doorbell.

I was pulling my t-shirt over my head when I walked around the corner towards the door. 

I looked through the peephole, and my eyes were enlightened to see Carla, her boyfriend, and some total cutie guy standing nerously behind them. 

Carla banged on the door. "I know You're here! Stop hiding! Show yourself!"

The guy in the back said something, "Hey. It's fine we can visit some other time." 

Ohhhh his voice was like heaven. I looked in the mirror, and fixed my rough looking hair. 

This is it. 

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Okay! Hehehe..this is a short story. I don't know why it won't show it. -.- !! Ughh Oh well. I hope ya like it. ;D I kknow it's not much, but hey I tried.. 

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